Varenna Was Perfect. I Was Restless Anyway

Varenna is the kind of place people use as a screensaver: cobblestone lanes, lemon trees, water so still it almost feels staged. We spent a week there, and every morning I’d wake up expecting to feel something big—gratitude, awe, peace. Instead, I kept waiting for the quiet to settle in me the way it did on the lake. I watched old men play cards in the square, listened to church bells echo off the mountains, and took photos I never posted. I kept thinking: if this is heaven, why do I still feel like I’m waiting for something to start? Sometimes the most beautiful places don’t fix the restlessness you bring with you. #Travel #TravelConfessions #RestlessAbroad